"He [Morris] labored long hours, was the soul of honesty - he could not escape his honesty, it was bedrock; to cheat would cause an explosion in him, yet he trusted cheaters - coveted nobody's nothing and always got poorer." Page 18

"He fell without a cry. The end fitted the day. It was his luck, others had better." Page 30

"Her body was young, soft, lovely, the breasts like small birds in flight, her ass like a flower." Page 89

"For gifts you pay." Page 134

"This means to do what is right, to be honest, to be good. This means to other people. Our life is hard enough. Why should we hurt somebody else?. . . This is what a Jew believes." Page 150